Chapter 8 The day is drawing near

Share him the bed? This man was a bit...rude. And was this the real Arno Jones? The noble and indifferent Arno Jones in rumor? When she was in confused, Arno finally realized that he said something wrong. He gave a quiet cough to cover his embarrassment, and then returned to his original indifferent condition, "Andy hasn't taken bath. Miss Bush, could you please help him?" Dora returned to herself, agreeing, "No problem." When she said this, she realized that he changed the topic, which made her upset. However, she was a clever woman and she wouldn't mention it again. Being resigned, she went to take clothes for Andy. Although Dora's house was small, it was well-equipped. There was a closet of children's clothes in her room. This was what she bought for that kid. She knew she might not meet him again in this life, but she would prepare one or two clothes every year and every season. Moreover, Andy seemed in the same age with that boy. Without thinking, Dora took out the cow pajamas on the top layer, which looked adorable! As for Arno, she had no way now. Because she didn't have man's clothes. Arno didn't mind that. After 20 mins, Andy was hugged out in Dora's arms with a pleasant smile. He was in that cow pajamas, which fit him very much. It was like buying for him specially. Arno's eyes became dark after seeing it. He opened his mouth, as if being ready to ask her. But after groaning, he gave up. Dora didn't mean to explain it. After all, they knew each other less one day. Even if they were familiar, she didn't want to mention about the past. She hugged Andy and went to her room directly. Then she took out a clean blanket and handed it to Arno. "The sofa is too small for you. You will have a terrible night." "That's okay. Thanks for this." He took the blanket from Dora's hand. But accidently, he touched Dora's hand. Skin to skin, Dora seemed to stiff suddenly while her expression also became stiff. With redness on her face, she withdrew her hands quickly. Arno hadn't returned himself from the feeling of her hand. His eyes darkened and he was in a daze. No knowing why, the mind of vigilance toward Dora faded away suddenly. That was an unprecedented feeling! Somewhat...wonderful! Dora didn't know Arno's thoughts. After entering her room, she went to take a bath, too, It was inconvenient with a man in home. But thanks to the conservative personality, Dora's pajamas were traditional. When she went out the bathroom, Arno had lain on the sofa with his eyes closed and breathed steadily. It seemed that he had fallen asleep. Dora took a breath of relief. She turned off the lights cautiously without any noise and was ready to go back her room. The man behind opened his sharp eyes suddenly. That pair of dark eyes locked on her back and stared at her. The traditional pajamas was printed with a cartoon bear, looked childish. However, not knowing wht, Arno felt his desires surged in. "Boom----" The door was shut up. Arno spent a lot efforts to calm himself down while his eyes were full of amazement. He actually had feelings toward a woman whom he knew less than a day! ... The next day, when Dora woke up, Arno had left with a tip on the table. "I have to leave to deal with some business. Please take care of Andy, Miss Bush. I will pick Andy up tonight and make up the losses of you in work." Dora felt surprised. Did he leave his son to her, a strange woman, like this? Dora had no choice but took out the phone to call her manager. She didn't think she could get the leave, after all, it was busy recently. However, the manager was very kind and agreed with her leave immediately, "I know that. The Jones Group has called me. They said they are discussing about the details of the birthday party with you. Dora, it's up to you whether we can do this progress well. Take care of this and work hard. If this progress works well, I will give you a bonus this month, 10, 000 yuan!" Dora was startled. 10, 000? This could pay her mother's medical fees for several months. She didn't expect that Andy brought so much luck! ... At this time, in the president's office of Jones Group. Jane was reporting the schedule to Arno. "9 o'clock am, a meeting of executives; 10 o'clock am, a meeting of shareholders; 11 o'clock, a teleconference with the branches... 7 o'clock pm, the birthday party of old Mr. Cook." Arno went over the document without even looking up, "I will hold the meeting of 3 pm. Other meeting and activities, Bill will do them." Before Jane could say 'Yes', a scream came from outside, "What? A lot of work overwhelmed me, my brother! I just go back from my business trip! Even without rest! It was the second son of Jones, Bill Jones, and he was also the second in comand of Jones Group. Although he was playful, he had good work ability as his brother. What was more, he also had good appearance and good aura. So he always appeared in public on behalf of the Jones Group, which made him attract a lot of women. At this moment, he stepped in the room, but stopped stiffly, as if he wanted to escape immediately. Arno turned over, shooting his sharp eyesight toward Bill and ordering, "Come in!" Bill hummed and paced in. Jane felt pity for him, "Master Bill." Bill waved his hand and then handed Arno a document. "My brother, I have an appointment this night. I don't have time to do those work!" Arno said coldly without giving him a glance, "Your women wouldn't leave even if you break your promise." "No! This time she is different! I have spent a lot chasing her." Bill said seriously. Arno hummed, "a woman can only play and purchase? You'd better give up her. If you are serious, marry her home. I think dad and mom would be happy." Bill was taken back. "Arno, stop this topic, okay? I'm a celibacy! I won't spend my life on a woman! Look at dad, he is controled all his life by mom! How boring and dark the life is!" "You are not young now. Mom took many pictures of ladies days ago. I can choose one for you." Arno threatened Bill. "You mean I'm old? I'm 27 this year, okay? Two years younger than you! But you haven't married!" Arno became silent suddenly, then continued, "Maybe...the day is drawing near."